West Philly Dungeon Novels & Stories

His work has also appeared in several short story anthologies and online literary magazines. Phil Hore Phil likes to point out he was one of the last children born before man walked on the moon. He’s worked at Australia’s National Dinosaur Museum, the Australian War Memorial, National Film and Sound Archives, the Australian National Botanic Gardens, London’s Natural History Museum, the Field Museum in Chicago and The Smithsonian’s National Museum of Natural History. Published in newspapers and magazines across the globe, Phil is the paleo-author for the world’s longest running dinosaur magazine, The Prehistoric Times. He’s also been a comic shop manager, a cinema projectionist, a theatre tec

Instead of firing off a million texts, I clicked the call button, walking towards the sliding glass doors to the patio. “Miss the sound of my voice, sweetheart?” Azure’s velvety smooth voice wrapped around me. “What do you mean by dungeons?” He chuckled, “I’m wounded by your choice to ignore my question. We have dungeons where those who choose to disobey direct orders spend time. It’s not pleasant, but I’m also not evil. Don’t worry about Mila.” “That doesn’t exactly explain what they are, Az.” Azure let out a deep groan, “The way my name sounds shortened rolling off your tongue does something to me.”

I had no one to stand beside me and support me. I was alone in my plight. “Hey, Ciril.” I heard a gentle voice now and I roamed my gaze through the surrounding darkness, trying to check for who had called me. I panicked. The Dungeon was synonymous with a hallway except that it had cell blocks on each side while its only source of light were the lamp lights that were broadly spaced out on the walls where they were hung. The Dungeon's most outstanding feature was that it was very hot since it was underground. I roamed my gaze through the darkness until I saw a face. I trembled away from the metal cage.

Phil whispered the words to himself. Then a message popped up on his phone’s screen. “I went to the penthouse. It is well fortified so I didn't go inside. I'd have been noticed if I did. I sent a drone to scan the building and there were no heat signatures detected. I'll try to locate where they are headed,” Phil read the words out in a low tone. “Where are you, Jane? I need to find you before my time runs out. I won't lose this fight. I'm winning like I always do and one day, I'll be on top of the food chain. I'll be the boss of the organization,” he said.

Paige Tom led me up the stairs to the Mansion, the building where my nightmare started, and I dimly remembered just waking up in the basement the first time around. This close, I could see the banner much more clearly. Raphael’s Angel Haven – North Philadelphia. The sign looked hand-lettered and sloppy, like Tom or one of the contractors had painted it at the last minute. I ran my hand over the outside, trying to convince myself the sky-blue paint was real. “I’m sorry I hid this from you,” Tom said as he pulled out a ring of keys. “It just took so long, and you kept getting more and more stressed, so it seemed smarter and smarter to just make the aesthetic decisions and let you change them i

There are two floors that I know Caleb would take someone to interrogate them. The first is the dungeon, where he frightens and tortures. The next is the floor up from the dungeon, where interrogation rooms are set up, cold tile rooms with one-way windows like in police stations. I can’t waste time guessing incorrectly. Caleb won’t take much backtalk from Leah before he starts adding pain into the mix. Even so, the dungeon is messier. It is reserved for the lowest of the low, in morality and society.

“Who’s the source?” “I’m not giving you that. But I trust them. And I’ve been working this case long enough to know when it’s real.” “You’re asking me to greenlight a raid based on anonymous intel and gut instinct?” “I’m asking you,” Reyes said, voice low and sharp, “not to let another girl vanish while we wait for the perfect report to land on your desk.” He leaned forward, voice intensifying. “They’ve got a dungeon under that club. A place nobody goes unless they’re being punished or broken. One girl went down there and came back empty. Catatonic. Then she was carted off to the farmhouse. You remember the farmhouse, don’t you?”

Annie remembered how heated Michele had sounded as she'd whispered about sucking them and kissed her. Annie dug through her drawers until she found found what she was looking for. An ancient t-shirt she hadn't worn in years. She'd outgrown it long ago, but couldn't bear to get rid of it, or even leave it at home. It read "Philippines Shakey's Pizza Parlor World's Greatest Pizza". She smelled it. She used to be able to tell herself it smelled like her dad, smelled like distant things, exotic places, but now it just smelled like her, maybe a little like home.

and after this, we check every house in the lower area of the street and found some zombies also, we found some additional supplies that will help us to survive as we complete the looting of foods at the houses we go back to where Phil is because he stays behind and wants to do something else as we arrive where Phil is the Tank is already dissected! it lost its few bones! "oh guys you're back already"- Phil with a wave of the hand Phil welcome us but there is something with him the bag that Phil is using is sticking a white bloody bone! "what will you do that bone!"- John Carl "hahaha it's for my experiment"- Phil "It is disgusting!"- Dessa "yes ! "- Bhlezy

And now that Asher had stood there to watch how Devlin mistreated me, Philip was very displeased and so he might have finally had an opinion of Asher. The guard returned to the dungeon and i was certain he did exactly what he had been told to do. Later in the night when Philip was deep asleep, I couldn't sit still wondering what could've happened to Asher and Devlin. I was curious about the whole thing and so I sneaked out of the room. I was sure that i was subtle enough not to wake Philip up from his sleep and when I finally out of the room. I immediately ran to the dungeon. Just like I had imagined, the dungeon was locked from the outside but luckily for me, it wasn't with a lock, so I jus